NATATUSHAS

NATATUSHAS
chp 18's



Nata, dressed in casual clothes, enters her apartment unit. He walked into Ibra's private room, looking for the man.


When he opened the door, it looked empty. He walked into the room, saw some files on the table and read them. 


No matter how long, he stood up and walked out of Ibra's room, the girl went into the room. 


Seen Ibra who was still sleeping without a boss, making Nata sigh walking closer to the man. He thought the man had gone to work and was still sleeping in the room.


"BY IBRAAAAAAAA"


Nata yells in Ibra's ear, the man is shocked then shouts as he looks at Nata.


"GHOST!!!"


"You're a bald ghost" Nata said as he threw a pillow in Ibra's face, while the man put on an innocent face.


"Loh yngggg, uh don't take me on purpose" 


Ibra hugged Nata who did not speak to her in the slightest, the man was seen drowning his head in Nata's neck.


Nata continued to silence Ibra, wrong himself why the man said he was a demon. There is a beautiful demon like her. 


If he is a ghost, maybe the kuntilanak who are in the tree will feel inferior facing him. But he's not really a demon, just a little dakjal drip hiding behind a human mask.


Ibra who was tired of being let down by her girl, raised Nata to sit on her lap, Ibra put her hand into Nata's shirt. The girl used nothing.


Nata gave Ibra access to play on her neck. Nata's hand did not remain silent, his hand stroked Ibra's back. 


After playing enough on the girl's neck, Ibra kissed Nata's lips and*********, the guy was still playing on the girl's chest, the ibra didn't let go in the least.


Nata chuckles at Ibra's face bending "pity."


"fuck who called me, why not at this exact time" Ibra said in her heart


The sound of the phone ringing from Ibra's phone resuscitated the two of them, with the emotional feeling of Ibra lifting her phone. Nata immediately pulled out the blanket and looked at the man who was visibly emotional.


"I'M ALL THERE" 


Ibra held back her emotions, she did not want to scare Nata. He hugged the girl immediately.


" What what what?"


"I have to go right away"


"Where?" 


" I have no business waiting for me, maybe one month more I do not return, just in case you" said Ibra ****** briefly lip Nata. 


Ibra picked up the shirt in the closet and put it on, she walked out of the room quickly. 


Nata who saw it just smiled in satisfaction, picking up his shirt that was lying on the floor.


Nata walked out of the room and into Ibra's private room. 


Nata is very unfortunate, Ibra will never install a cctv when he lives with Nata, so let Nata freely look for evidence about him.


Nata took the file on the desk, photographed it sending it to someone and left the room.


*****


Nata nonchalantly banged on the door of the apartment in front of him. Waiting for someone to open the door with boredom that struck.no sign of the door opened for a long time, he slightly kicked the door, while swearing. the phone in his hand rang, he was upset and lazy face lifted the phone.


"where are you, why don't you open the door?"


"woi, here our hunt is in the complex. used to gather the same mothers. You're looking for a hunt here"


Nata turned off his phone unilaterally, he ran towards the elevator on the floor of his apartment, swiftly entering and pressing the 1st floor button.


On the other hand, Clarien and the others were joining the complex mother who held the arisan. They were invited, they were happy to come there, and they ate for free.


"son of Clarien, where's Nata?" ask mom mommy with make-up mommy today.


"relax Mom, she ran away probably here" Xian replied as he picked up the rice.


"oh yes, why not at the end of the day"


"this is Miss RT, the kid just woke up at this hour"


"basic slackers?" ask one of the mothers who does not like their presence.


"not that lazy Mom, he's a businessman.he's overseas, so if he works while we're all sleeping" Zhou said


"what a company is it"


"that's a really good mouth about people, has no belom?" reply Nata who just came.


"eh, you careless brat, not polite"


"diem deh, how noisy is mom invited here? noh looks a lot who does not like his mother mending go home" answered Nata relaxed and then walked to the mother who was waiting for him.


the mother who was embarrassed finally walked away from them all, the mother of another mother just laughed.


"good son, you have to be rich, he's a troublemaker here" Ms. RT looked at Nata while laughing at her mother's other mother's followings.


"already mother, tell first nata to eat. ayok son" one of the mothers took Nata to the table of dishes. Bu Laras who has a celebration


"uh, why ma'am?" tanya Nata is not good.


"gpp eat only son, I know you belom eat right" replied Bu Laras, Nata just nodded.


Nata after getting permission, he took food for himself and sat down to join his mother who had gossiped with her brother.


"so seriously, Mom? which one was curious" Xian replied.


"tuhhh" said Bu Laras while coding with eyes.


"pffttty" Xian held back his laughter.


"i-it's Mom?it's not wrong" Stevie added.


all the mothers nodded and they laughed as they continued their stories. Nata and Clarien were still busy eating, their ears only heard and then nodded to approve the mother's proposal.


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the five girls return to the grandfather's house, seen a luxurious house filled only by Ozama's extended family.The other four girls walk towards the area where the family lives, and the family lives, only Nata walked towards the private room with no intention of returning to his family pavilion.


Nata locked himself in his private room, he stared at his family painting.


"how are you? Nata misses you guys, why leave when nata hasn't come back."


Nata sat in his main seat, opening emails that he had long ignored.


with a bad feeling, he decided to read one by one his family emails.


" what is this email, why is it offering to be a model?oh, my goodness, I can try to buy meatballs hahah"


Nata filled out biodata for the model search event, he had received an email. He smiled to himself while staring at the email.